It has been awhile. I have felt all the emotions returning to my blog page. The only viable explanation for my absence is fear. It’s a terrible place to dwell in, I know. You name it, I have felt it. Fear of criticism, fear of being misunderstood, fear of people I no longer care about thinking I am writing about them, fear of being praised (shut up, it’s a thing!), and fear of failing to write anything of importance or of consequence. The excitement I once had seems to have fizzled. All that is left really is the shear, naked truth…I love writing. It fills me in variously strange ways nothing else on this earth can. So, here I go again…
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